Chapter 6

The round light from the flashlight swayed in the corridor, making it ghostly in the thick darkness.

Even the sound of footstep knocking in the empty corridor, even if the classroom on the side of the bright lights, but still can not prevent it from seeping from the bones of the malicious.

Mo Yi kept pace and stepped into the area without lights. He was sweating with his flashlight, but he was unexpectedly calm.

Behind the lamp came the sound of "Zizi".

Mo Yi stopped suddenly.

Walking behind him, Jiang Yuanbai almost bumped into his back, as if he were afraid of something to disturb him. He ventured to ask in a low voice: -- What's the matter

Mo Yi shook his flashlight and motioned him to come and have a look.

Step by step, Jiang Yuanbai poked his head out of his back, followed the light of the flashlight and was stunned. The corridor as like as two peas in front of

is almost flat, except for no lights, almost the same as the other side of the corridor.

It's not as high as you can imagine!

He scratched his head in a daze, went forward and put his palm on the wall at the end of the corridor. The wet and cold feeling spread along his skin. Jiang Yuanbai was confused and whispered in a low voice: " It shouldn't be. "

Is there something wrong with them?

Just at this time, Jiang Yuanbai was shocked by the sound of a broken glass behind him. Before he turned back, he only heard Mo Yi's voice ringing in his ear: "get out of the way."

Jiang Yuanbai unconsciously flashed aside.

A gust of strong wind hit him. Mo Yi, holding a fire axe in his hand, smashed the wall with an indomitable posture. After hitting the Wall twice, the axe blade "clanged" deeply into the wall, and then pulled it down. The sound of earth rock cracking sounded.

From the angle of Jiang Yuanbai standing, you can just see the metal reflection of the iron door behind the brick.

"My God, how do you think..." He turned around in amazement and looked at Mo Yi, but the rest of the words stuck in his throat.

Mo Yi was half dead supporting the wall, with an axe in one hand, bending over and gasping for breath, as if his actions had consumed all his physical strength.

…… Poof.

Jiang Yuan tried his best to stop laughing.

He coughed a few times, reached out to take the axe in Mo Yi's hand, and tried to suppress the smile in his voice: "cough, let me come next."

Mo Yi stuck his waist and nodded weakly.

Jiang Yuanbai took the axe and smashed it along the place where Mo Yi had just started. The bricks under his hands were not strong enough, as if they were newly built. After a while, he smashed them and said, "brother Mo, you really need to take good exercise."

Mo Yi: You can smash your wall. "

If he can go out this time, he must apply for an annual fitness card.

Jiang Yuanbai's progress was very fast, and in less than a few minutes he had broken a gap on the wall that could accommodate two people. He tried to reach out and push the door. With little resistance, the iron door opened quietly in the dark, revealing a dark entrance.

Mo Yi also eased his strength at the moment. He turned on his flashlight and nodded at Jiang Yuan. They walked in together.

The cold and humid breath came to his face, and Mo Yi coughed. It was as if the plum rain of several months had been concentrated in a room. The smell of the whole corridor seemed to be emanating from here.

Some flashlights.

Mo Yi's eyes are wandering in the room, which makes him surprised.

In a small room, there are several shelves full of dust, on which the old yellowish pages pile up into mountains, and the smell of rotten paper emanates from them, making people almost unable to breathe.

It looks like an abandoned archive.

Why is it sealed? And it's the extreme way to build it into a wall?

Mo Yi carefully went deep for a few steps, the shoes raised a long accumulation of dust. He turned to Jiang Yuanbai and said, "let's move separately. Go there and look for any useful information. Speed must be fast. We don't have much time. "

Obviously, Jiang Yuanbai also thought about the 45 minute time limit. He nodded solemnly, took out the flashlight from his bag and walked to the other end of the archives.

Mo Yi goes in the opposite direction. As I walked, I searched through the files on the shelf.

Perhaps because of the humidity, most of the paper files here are rotten and stuck together, and only some fuzzy handwriting can be barely distinguished. Mo Yi is in a dilemma and looks at the material in front of him at a loss.

He frowned in embarrassment and looked up to one side. At this moment, Mo Yi's eyes fell on one side of the shelf and stopped.

On the side of the shelf was a small piece of iron. Although it was rusty, the handwriting on it was still recognizable. Mo Yi looked at it carefully and found that it read: 1993.An idea hit him.

Mo Yi's heart is a little hairy, but also a little excited, the violent heartbeat beat his eardrum in the silence.

He walked out of the gap between the shelves and walked quickly, looking at the small iron plates nailed in front of each shelf: from '89 to' 90 Until, in '95.

Well, the archives should be closed after 95 years.

Mo Yi recalled the graduation photo he saw on the first floor. The date on it was exactly 95 years old.

Since the classrooms on each floor are the same, can we think that The whole school was stopped at the same time: the graduates in 1995 left, and the second group of students happened to enter senior three in this year!

Mo Yi held his breath.

In 1995, he was promoted to the third year of senior high school It happens to be 93! He finally figured out another sentence in the prompt before the game started! 93, swallow has no foot. If he guessed right, 933 refers to class 3 of the 93rd class!

The classroom where the body appeared happened to be class 3.

Blood surged into his heart, and Mo Yi rushed to the document shelf with the words "93 years".

Sure enough, at the bottom of the shelf, under the countless rotten pages, there was a folder in perfect condition.

As if not affected by the years and moisture, the page is white, brand new as before.

All of a sudden, a shrill scream rang out.

It's coming from the corridor!

Mo Yi didn't hesitate. He grabbed the folder in a hurry, put it under his arm and ran out.

After walking to the archives room, the shrill voice has disappeared, and the school is very quiet. Mo Yi looked out of the window at 3:32.

There are 12 minutes left to ring.

Jiang Yuanbai also ran out behind him, his face panicked: "what's the matter? What happened? "

Before Mo Yi could answer, he raised his head and sniffed. He frowned and muttered to him Do you think the smell of blood is much worse? "

Mo Yi is stunned: Yes, the smell of blood in the air has become much heavier, but he is too concerned about time, and he didn't find it for a moment.

His eyes a Lin, quickly walked to the classroom door of class 3, looked inside.

Sure enough, there was one more body.

He sat right in front of the platform, staring at Mo Yi with pale eyes. For some reason, he looked very short. Mo Yi looked under the table, and he could not help but take a breath:

his waist has disappeared.

Half of his intestines flowed down the chair leg, and the pool of blood expanded rapidly. His hand was still under his waist, holding it half empty, as if he wanted to stop his body from breaking.

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